The Lord had a job for me, but I had so much to do, I said, "You get somebody else -- or wait 'till I get through." I don't know how the Lord came out, but he seemed to get along; But I felt kind o' sneakin' like; 'cause I knowed I done Him wrong. One day I needed the Lord, needed Him right away -- And He never answered me at all, but I could hear Him say Down in my accusin' heart, "Nigger, I's got too much to do. You get somebody else -- or wait 'till I get through." Now, when the Lord has a job for me, I never tries to shirk; I drops what I have on hand and does the good Lord's work; And my affairs can run along, or wait 'till I get through. Nobody else can do the work that God's marked out for you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MADRIGAL: 1 by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN SATIRES OF CIRCUMSTANCE: 9. AT THE ALTAR-RAIL by THOMAS HARDY ON FIRST LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S HOMER by JOHN KEATS TWO RED ROSES ACROSS THE MOON by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) THE COLISEUM by EDGAR ALLAN POE ENOCH ARDEN by ALFRED TENNYSON |